Running Away ✔

Chapter - 1

Chapter Dedicated to @scarlet_sugar for showing so much enthusiasm with this book ♡

"Do not fuck this up or I will not allow you to leave the house for a month unless there is a gala event or some photo shoot"

The woman who gave birth to me gave me a stern look, her scowl was instantly replaced by a sugary sweet smile when Mr. Longwood approached us.

"Ah, I thought I heard a lovely woman's voice so I came here. Kria Darling, how have you been?" Long wood blew an air kiss and my mother laughed while air kissing him back.

"I am doing mighty well. Look at you! Growing younger day by day. What's the secret to your aging?"

I snorted upon hearing her stewing lie after lie. Her head snapped towards my direction and her eyes sent me daggers that instantly made me shut up.

I tuned out of their pathetic conversation and observed the people around me. There were people dressed up in fancy clothes that looked super uncomfortable to wear and it didn't even seem to fit them properly. I swear I saw a coconut shell inside the almost see through dress of the woman next to me.

"Hey, I am Amelia. It's nice to meet you"

A girl who looked like she was in her early twenties had her arm raised up for a handshake and I gave her a blank look because no one ever exchanged a handshake here.

It was mostly air kisses or a weird kind of hug where you hug a person but not the normal hug kind of hug. I call it the poshness hug because you hug people without actually touching their bodies much.

I should probably rename it to Air hug instead of calling it as poshness hug.

"Oh no! I told you that you are not supposed to shake hands. You are supposed to give them a kiss on the cheek" A stout lady screamed in Amelia's ears and then Amelia bent down and I felt some liquid on my cheeks.

When Amelia wasn't looking in my direction I quickly pulled out a tissue and wiped my cheeks.

"Ladies! The show is about to begin so gear up"

I hopped down from the stool and walked up to the podium and took my position.

"Oh my god, this is my first time doing a ramp walk and I can't wait to become famous. I am so excited" A few teenagers behind me were squealing in excitement and I rolled my eyes at them. Most of the people who joined this industry would feel very happy in the beginning but this happiness would not remain long for many people.

Everything that glitters is not gold. Everything looked so good to touch and see but it was mostly dirt on the inside. There were less pure people who were genuinely nice.

Every person around me started to walk on the stage and when the music changed into an upbeat song that was my cue to enter and I changed my facial expression while I walked in and the flashes of lights made me blind for a moment.

No matter how many times I had walked onstage I always had a jittery feeling when I thought about the people who would be watching me like fucking hawks, waiting to pounce on their prey. When I reached at the end of the podium I stuck my leg out of the slit and placed my hands on the hips and gave the people my signature look which Zara liked to call as the 'Face of ultimate seduction.'

My eyes found my mother who was sitting right in the front row and her knuckles were white. She was tensed and butterflies erupted in my stomach. I didn't like this feeling; Heck I didn't even like anything that I was doing but my mother forced me to be a model so that I can follow her footsteps so that together we could create an unbreakable brand image.